Have spent every day of our vacation running about seeing monuments and museums and building styles and churches and old towns. Today is our last day beside the seashore before a 7 ½ hour train ride to Krakow. We thought to take it easy today. Slept late, went to a wonderfully chocolate restaurant for breakfast, determined from the hotel staff that there is no such thing as a coin Laundromat in Poland, and determined to just spend a lazy day by the seashore.
The weather today is great. Not too cold if you are in the sun. We checked our email messages last night and discovered that we might have purchased a house in Florida, if we can get all the paperwork and such done long distance. As we have done this before, shouldn’t be a problem. Just getting all our ducks in a row and going to whatever U.S. Embassy might be close enough to sign documents.
So out into the sun and down to the pier. The pier here is quite famous. It is 500 meters long and has had a checkered history. It survived two World Wars and also survived misguided intentions to just pull it all down. Now it is being revived again with a marina scheduled to open next to it in a couple of years. For now, locals and tourists like to spend time walking along it and sitting on the benches and taking in some sun. it’s just a lovely pier. There is a side pier that is gone and only the pilings are left. Cormorants and seagulls and mallard ducks make this their resting place as they dry their wings and contemplate feathers before jumping in the water again for another snack of fish. A few brave men jump in the water and swim around before hauling out and acting as if they are not at all cold. Some Poles sunbathe as it will not be long before the weather is too cold to sit outside in your swimsuit.
After walking off the pier, we go for a walk on the beach. The beach extends for miles in either direction. I would imagine it might be possible to walk to Gdansk down the beach and Gdynia up the beach. People stop and gather sea shells although there are precious little offerings in this area. A few families have their children stripped to the diapers and the young toddlers play in the sand and want to get buried like big brother. There are sailboats on the horizon and an occasional wind surfer but not a lot of wind today so they are moving quite slowly through the waves. An eyrar of swans guard the shore in one area and are quite miffed that we passed without an offering of bread. Several people stride along the shore close to the water with walking poles. Hubby thinks they are cross country skiers practicing. As some of these people are quite old, I am not sure. More power to them. We sit at a café on the beach and have a drink. As the sun goes lower, the breeze picks up and it gets chilly. We choose to walk back to town along the bike/walking trail that runs next to the beach.
As we walk along, we pass some magnificent old houses. Sopot was once and might still be a lovely seaside resort for Poles with money. Some of the other old houses have turned into museums and bed and breakfast places. We pass a “lody” place. We know that this means ice cream so get a soft serve cone. Hubby has a cappuccino as he is cold now from being out of the sun. As we get closer to town, we pass a man selling smoked barbequed cheese. It is delicious. What a treat. We thought at first that it was covered in something but it is nothing but the cheese. It is so fresh that it squeaks when we chew it.
Back to the hotel to get our jackets before venturing out for dinner and an evening promenade. What a lovely easy place.
The weather today is great. Not too cold if you are in the sun. We checked our email messages last night and discovered that we might have purchased a house in Florida, if we can get all the paperwork and such done long distance. As we have done this before, shouldn’t be a problem. Just getting all our ducks in a row and going to whatever U.S. Embassy might be close enough to sign documents.
So out into the sun and down to the pier. The pier here is quite famous. It is 500 meters long and has had a checkered history. It survived two World Wars and also survived misguided intentions to just pull it all down. Now it is being revived again with a marina scheduled to open next to it in a couple of years. For now, locals and tourists like to spend time walking along it and sitting on the benches and taking in some sun. it’s just a lovely pier. There is a side pier that is gone and only the pilings are left. Cormorants and seagulls and mallard ducks make this their resting place as they dry their wings and contemplate feathers before jumping in the water again for another snack of fish. A few brave men jump in the water and swim around before hauling out and acting as if they are not at all cold. Some Poles sunbathe as it will not be long before the weather is too cold to sit outside in your swimsuit.
After walking off the pier, we go for a walk on the beach. The beach extends for miles in either direction. I would imagine it might be possible to walk to Gdansk down the beach and Gdynia up the beach. People stop and gather sea shells although there are precious little offerings in this area. A few families have their children stripped to the diapers and the young toddlers play in the sand and want to get buried like big brother. There are sailboats on the horizon and an occasional wind surfer but not a lot of wind today so they are moving quite slowly through the waves. An eyrar of swans guard the shore in one area and are quite miffed that we passed without an offering of bread. Several people stride along the shore close to the water with walking poles. Hubby thinks they are cross country skiers practicing. As some of these people are quite old, I am not sure. More power to them. We sit at a café on the beach and have a drink. As the sun goes lower, the breeze picks up and it gets chilly. We choose to walk back to town along the bike/walking trail that runs next to the beach.
As we walk along, we pass some magnificent old houses. Sopot was once and might still be a lovely seaside resort for Poles with money. Some of the other old houses have turned into museums and bed and breakfast places. We pass a “lody” place. We know that this means ice cream so get a soft serve cone. Hubby has a cappuccino as he is cold now from being out of the sun. As we get closer to town, we pass a man selling smoked barbequed cheese. It is delicious. What a treat. We thought at first that it was covered in something but it is nothing but the cheese. It is so fresh that it squeaks when we chew it.
Back to the hotel to get our jackets before venturing out for dinner and an evening promenade. What a lovely easy place.
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